Insane Clown Posse

Wizard of the hood
One time, the icp with this shit
For you and your boys to say "fuck yeah" to
Yo, g, kick some of that shit about the wizard and all that
Drop a psycho beat and go on and rap, bald-headed fuck
Aw shit, homeboy, you should of seen me
I was flipped at the party drinking a fifth of md
Straight passed-out on his mother's bed
With seven cans of brew going through my head
Dreaming, i was sipping on faygo
With my dope posse, hear comes a tornado
Huh, i can't run no where
Cause the whole damn house was spinning through the air (damn!)
And don't laugh just yet
And it bland my motherfucking eyes bet
And here comes a three and a half foot pimp
With a blue zoo suit and a mack daddy limp
Yo, i gotta grip on my weapon
Cuz this midget motherfucker and his boys are stepping
"oh my, look at the witch
You crushed and killed that wicked old bitch"
And they saying that i'm doomed
Cuz i killed some ho that rides on a broom
Fuck this, i'm going back to where i stay
And i walking down the yellow brick alleyway
Interlude (contains samples from "wizard of oz" and "ghetto zone")
Well, go on motherfucker!
Now i'm roaming just like basshead
Everybody know just where the alley led
And don't say you don't know
Which way to go, yo, there go the scarecrow
I ain't playing this bullshit no more
So i whip out the nigger play the double-four
Best tell my ass how to get back
Or i'll blow the straw out your fucking head
You wanna see the wizard?
Fuck yeah, i do
Get me off this pole and i'll come with you
You know the wiz
Yeah, its the road for him
Then he gave me on a 'gene
Now i gotta bullet for him
So me and the crow was walking on bricks
Spitting and cussing and holding our dicks
Thinking, damn, this ain't how the movie goes
I ain't seen one motherfucking rainbow
Ain't a fresh pair of kicks in the land
Just what you thought, there go the tin man
How to get to the wizard?
What the fuck
I ain't saying shit until you oil me up
I don't see any motherfucking oil, bro
Oil me up with a forty of red bull
Huh, just like the book said
Tin man was stumbling like a crackhead
Old-ass rusted out metal
But we was on our way to see the wizard of the ghetto